The Tour Life Of Adriana Perry
The Last Shot.
Staring at myself in the mirror, I reflected back on the past twelve months. It's been eventful you could say. With the planning of the wedding, the tour that my soon to be husband had recently returned from. The arguments I had with Dylan who was currently out of jail and dragging me, once again, through the courts for a shot at full custody of Bianca. The news 3 months ago that I was in fact expecting again with my second child. The minor falling out's I'd had with James. I'd even managed to bag myself a job as a tattoo artists along side Hannah Snowdon. Yes I was working with her. So you could say it's been a busy 12 months for us all but it's been a hell of good twelve months.
Today was the big day. The day of the wedding and here I was sat at my dresser in a towel thinking back on my entire life. The teenage years when I would rebel against my dad, the drugs, the drink. The constant life on tour with dad when I was a child. My relationship with Kellin, my break-up with Kellin. Now here I was, about to marry the man I never thought I'd ever make it with. If I'd of continued with my old habits, would I be sat here staring at myself wondering all these things? Probably not.
So in a way, I thank my dad for sending me away to that rehab centre, without him I wouldn't be sat here today getting ready for the day that every girl dreams of. Her wedding day.
"Hey beautiful." I turned around to see Hannah stood in my doorway. "Your hairdresser has arrived." By hairdresser she meant herself. I wasn't paying a load of money to have it done. I knew I could have it done by a close friend. She set to work on my hair, leaving me to ponder on my life again. I always wanted to end up like mom, just to understand how it felt to feel so low that she had to break free from life. But here I was, making her proud of the creation she had made. I caught myself smiling in the mirror.
"What if he doesn't show?" I asked, out of the blue.
"Girl you must be crazy to think he won't show. According to Oli, this is all he talked about last night." she laughed. There were a few knocks on my door and in walked my Granny Marquez. She told there, wide smile on her face. I knew she was happy, you could see the visible tears.
"Oh darling, if your mama was here...." she stopped talking.
"I know. She'd be stood there, crying her eyes out telling me how beautiful I looked." I simply replied. Once Hannah had finished my hair, she started on my make-up. Rambling on about my visible arm tattoo's. Oh yeah, I had half a sleeve done in the past 12 months. That I should of probably mentioned. After a good hour of perfecting my make-up, Hannah and my grandmother helped me into my dress which had to be altered considering I had a bigger bump that usual and the fact because I was pregnant my breasts had swollen up quite a bit.
My dress was beautiful. It was strapless, with a sequin'd corset like top half. The bottom half, just a simple white material with little patches of glitter, with a somewhat long train behind it. I smoothed it down, admiring the beauty of the dress. I was proud of the choice I had made, elegant but stylish. Classy you could say. My tattoo's on show, but as I was told they looked perfect with the dress and everything else. Thank the lord for un-coloured tattoos. Once I was done, I pulled my hair over my shoulders, putting the small tiara on my hair. I imagined this is what mom would look like on her wedding day.
I couldn't help but smile at my reflection. Just at that moment Bianca came in, she was already dressed in her bridesmaid dress. Behind her stood Frances and Brandi. Yes I invited her, because she had become another close friend. "Mom, you look amazing."
"So do you sweetheart." I grinned at my 6 year old daughter as I bent down giving her a big hug. Everyone left, leaving me and my grandmother alone. She stood there, admiring the view that was me. I wondered if she was picturing mom right now.
"Honey, are you sure you want Jaime to walk you down?"
I rolled my eyes at this. For the past god knows how many months she's been asking me the same thing. "Yes, can you drop this?"
"But he's not...."
"Please. Let's not have this conversation on my wedding day." With a sigh she turned and walked off. I turned to face the mirror again. I hope you're proud mom and dad. "I really wish you guys were here to witness this." I whispered as I looked at the picture on my dresser of my parents. As I exited the room and started to walk downstairs I could hear people talking. They almost sounded pissed but concerned. I went down a few more steps. The first person too see me was my uncle Vic. The smile suddenly appearing.
"..He's drun-- Oh my..." Jaime stated. I let out a small laugh. Once I was down the stairs, each one of them came and hugged me, each one of them telling me something. I felt my eyes water, straight away Hannah noticed.
"Alright, don't make her cry. She'll ruin her make-up." I was handed a glass of orange juice, while the others took a glass of champagne. We finished the drinks just in time. The cars arrived. Everyone apart from myself, Bianca, Frances, Brandi and Jaime left. I was beginning to feel a bit shaky. Nervous. What happens if he changes his mind? What happens if he doesn't turn up? What happens if someone crashes the wedding? All these thoughts.
♠ ♠ ♠
I made it, I made it down the aisle. James took my hand, leaning into my ear. "You look amazing." he whispered. The priest started the ceremony, my eyes never leaving James'. He was swaying a bit on the spot, I noticed when he spoke his speech was slightly slurred but that didn't deter me. Wedding nerves probably got the better of him. I couldn't believe I was here, stood at the alter about to marry the person I had fallen in love with.
The words 'I do' snapped me back to reality. "Adriana, do you understand and accept this responsibility, and do you promise to do your very best each day to create a loving, healthy, and happy marriage?"
"I do." I looked up at James, his smile being wider. My mind wandered again, my eyes wandered to the two empty but reserved seat at the front. The seats mom and dad would be sat in.
"In the name of Jesus, I James Arthur Cassells take you, Adriana Sierra Perry, to be my wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, for as long as we both shall live. This is my solemn vow." A tear slipped, I felt my lip beginning to tremble. The tears threatening to spill over fully.
The priest nodded at me. A motion in which to say, your turn. "In the name of Jesus, I Adriana Sierra Perry take you, James Arthur Cassells, to be my lawful wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse...." I quickly wiped the tear that slipped away. Pausing for a second, trying to re find my voice. "...for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, for as long as we both shall live. This is my solemn vow to you."
My mind wandered once again, I was praying that mom and dad were up in that sky looking down on me, together with such proudness. The ring exchange happened. I looked around as the priest began to talk again, I held back a laugh as I spotted Hannah and Frances crying. My little girl sat in between them, looking happy but just a slight bit bored. To the side of them, my Uncles were trying to act manly.
"....We ask this in Jesus name, Amen."
"Amen." came from everyone inside the church. I bit my lip a little. I knew this was coming to an end. My whole mind was spinning, I was turned, dropped and kissed by the man I now called my husband. I smiled and laughed into the kiss as he stood me up straight again. "Get in!" I heard Ben shout.
"Guess who's getting laid tonight." Danny's voice.
That was it.
I had managed it. To actually get the life I wanted.
♠ ♠ ♠
"Down it, down it, down it, down it!" all the lads were chanting. I stood back and watched. Silly thing having the night time really, I was stood on my own watching people have a good time. I was having a good time myself, but I chose not to get in the middle of it for a reason.
"You know, I never thought I'd see the day I'd see a member of this band settle down." called Ben who was now stood beside me.
"Especially not you." I laughed. He had a point, with the way they all had it was a surprise that he had actually settled down with anyone let alone me. "How drunk is he?"
"Not very. He's being good, you know for some wedding night sex." he winked at me.
"Are you forgetting I'm pregnant?" He shook his head and off he went. I felt myself yawn and check the time. 1:30am. Bianca was already upstairs and in bed. She was sharing a room with Frances. Bless her for taking her off my hands for the night. It wasn't long till James came over, plating a very lustful kiss right on my lips.
"Hey Mrs. Cassells." he grinned at me.
"God, I can't get used to that. I'm heading up to the room. I'm done for." My arms went round his neck. He called over to the guys that he was calling it a night, we all know they would carry on partying. My feet were sore and swollen as well so standing up on them any longer wouldn't of done me much good. My legs felt like thirty tonne.
Before I knew it, I was swept off my feet and carried through the door. He gently placed me on the bed, before helping me out of my dress and into something a lot looser. "You looked beautiful today."
"You scrub up well yourself." I smiled up at him. He helped me into bed, before climbing in himself. We led there, face to face, The smiles on our faces were enough. I was fighting a battle to keep my eyes open right now.
"I love you." he whispered, placing a tender kiss on my forehead. I turned over, letting him cuddle into me front behind.
"I love you too Mr. Cassells."
♠ ♠ ♠
I never expected that day to happen. I never expected to get through it. Hell I never expected to be alive right now. I never expected to make it to 22 years of age. But here I was, settling down with someone I had fallen in love with, along with my beautiful 6 year old daughter and my unborn baby.
I look back on my life, it wasn't fantastic. I didn't have a mother, but I did have a father up to a certain age. I grew up on the road, I grew up without a care in the world. I made my mistakes, I learnt from them sometimes in the hard way. I got through my demons, I got through everything.
I had my troubles now, but they would be sorted. All I had to think about now was the present. Here and now with my new family. That's all I needed. Family. I had made people proud of me, I had turned out to be a good mother. I had a strong group of friends, I had the almost perfect life.
But perfection doesn't last forever.
Today was the big day. The day of the wedding and here I was sat at my dresser in a towel thinking back on my entire life. The teenage years when I would rebel against my dad, the drugs, the drink. The constant life on tour with dad when I was a child. My relationship with Kellin, my break-up with Kellin. Now here I was, about to marry the man I never thought I'd ever make it with. If I'd of continued with my old habits, would I be sat here staring at myself wondering all these things? Probably not.
So in a way, I thank my dad for sending me away to that rehab centre, without him I wouldn't be sat here today getting ready for the day that every girl dreams of. Her wedding day.
"Hey beautiful." I turned around to see Hannah stood in my doorway. "Your hairdresser has arrived." By hairdresser she meant herself. I wasn't paying a load of money to have it done. I knew I could have it done by a close friend. She set to work on my hair, leaving me to ponder on my life again. I always wanted to end up like mom, just to understand how it felt to feel so low that she had to break free from life. But here I was, making her proud of the creation she had made. I caught myself smiling in the mirror.
"What if he doesn't show?" I asked, out of the blue.
"Girl you must be crazy to think he won't show. According to Oli, this is all he talked about last night." she laughed. There were a few knocks on my door and in walked my Granny Marquez. She told there, wide smile on her face. I knew she was happy, you could see the visible tears.
"Oh darling, if your mama was here...." she stopped talking.
"I know. She'd be stood there, crying her eyes out telling me how beautiful I looked." I simply replied. Once Hannah had finished my hair, she started on my make-up. Rambling on about my visible arm tattoo's. Oh yeah, I had half a sleeve done in the past 12 months. That I should of probably mentioned. After a good hour of perfecting my make-up, Hannah and my grandmother helped me into my dress which had to be altered considering I had a bigger bump that usual and the fact because I was pregnant my breasts had swollen up quite a bit.
My dress was beautiful. It was strapless, with a sequin'd corset like top half. The bottom half, just a simple white material with little patches of glitter, with a somewhat long train behind it. I smoothed it down, admiring the beauty of the dress. I was proud of the choice I had made, elegant but stylish. Classy you could say. My tattoo's on show, but as I was told they looked perfect with the dress and everything else. Thank the lord for un-coloured tattoos. Once I was done, I pulled my hair over my shoulders, putting the small tiara on my hair. I imagined this is what mom would look like on her wedding day.
I couldn't help but smile at my reflection. Just at that moment Bianca came in, she was already dressed in her bridesmaid dress. Behind her stood Frances and Brandi. Yes I invited her, because she had become another close friend. "Mom, you look amazing."
"So do you sweetheart." I grinned at my 6 year old daughter as I bent down giving her a big hug. Everyone left, leaving me and my grandmother alone. She stood there, admiring the view that was me. I wondered if she was picturing mom right now.
"Honey, are you sure you want Jaime to walk you down?"
I rolled my eyes at this. For the past god knows how many months she's been asking me the same thing. "Yes, can you drop this?"
"But he's not...."
"Please. Let's not have this conversation on my wedding day." With a sigh she turned and walked off. I turned to face the mirror again. I hope you're proud mom and dad. "I really wish you guys were here to witness this." I whispered as I looked at the picture on my dresser of my parents. As I exited the room and started to walk downstairs I could hear people talking. They almost sounded pissed but concerned. I went down a few more steps. The first person too see me was my uncle Vic. The smile suddenly appearing.
"..He's drun-- Oh my..." Jaime stated. I let out a small laugh. Once I was down the stairs, each one of them came and hugged me, each one of them telling me something. I felt my eyes water, straight away Hannah noticed.
"Alright, don't make her cry. She'll ruin her make-up." I was handed a glass of orange juice, while the others took a glass of champagne. We finished the drinks just in time. The cars arrived. Everyone apart from myself, Bianca, Frances, Brandi and Jaime left. I was beginning to feel a bit shaky. Nervous. What happens if he changes his mind? What happens if he doesn't turn up? What happens if someone crashes the wedding? All these thoughts.
♠ ♠ ♠
I made it, I made it down the aisle. James took my hand, leaning into my ear. "You look amazing." he whispered. The priest started the ceremony, my eyes never leaving James'. He was swaying a bit on the spot, I noticed when he spoke his speech was slightly slurred but that didn't deter me. Wedding nerves probably got the better of him. I couldn't believe I was here, stood at the alter about to marry the person I had fallen in love with.
The words 'I do' snapped me back to reality. "Adriana, do you understand and accept this responsibility, and do you promise to do your very best each day to create a loving, healthy, and happy marriage?"
"I do." I looked up at James, his smile being wider. My mind wandered again, my eyes wandered to the two empty but reserved seat at the front. The seats mom and dad would be sat in.
"In the name of Jesus, I James Arthur Cassells take you, Adriana Sierra Perry, to be my wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, for as long as we both shall live. This is my solemn vow." A tear slipped, I felt my lip beginning to tremble. The tears threatening to spill over fully.
The priest nodded at me. A motion in which to say, your turn. "In the name of Jesus, I Adriana Sierra Perry take you, James Arthur Cassells, to be my lawful wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse...." I quickly wiped the tear that slipped away. Pausing for a second, trying to re find my voice. "...for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, for as long as we both shall live. This is my solemn vow to you."
My mind wandered once again, I was praying that mom and dad were up in that sky looking down on me, together with such proudness. The ring exchange happened. I looked around as the priest began to talk again, I held back a laugh as I spotted Hannah and Frances crying. My little girl sat in between them, looking happy but just a slight bit bored. To the side of them, my Uncles were trying to act manly.
"....We ask this in Jesus name, Amen."
"Amen." came from everyone inside the church. I bit my lip a little. I knew this was coming to an end. My whole mind was spinning, I was turned, dropped and kissed by the man I now called my husband. I smiled and laughed into the kiss as he stood me up straight again. "Get in!" I heard Ben shout.
"Guess who's getting laid tonight." Danny's voice.
That was it.
I had managed it. To actually get the life I wanted.
♠ ♠ ♠
"Down it, down it, down it, down it!" all the lads were chanting. I stood back and watched. Silly thing having the night time really, I was stood on my own watching people have a good time. I was having a good time myself, but I chose not to get in the middle of it for a reason.
"You know, I never thought I'd see the day I'd see a member of this band settle down." called Ben who was now stood beside me.
"Especially not you." I laughed. He had a point, with the way they all had it was a surprise that he had actually settled down with anyone let alone me. "How drunk is he?"
"Not very. He's being good, you know for some wedding night sex." he winked at me.
"Are you forgetting I'm pregnant?" He shook his head and off he went. I felt myself yawn and check the time. 1:30am. Bianca was already upstairs and in bed. She was sharing a room with Frances. Bless her for taking her off my hands for the night. It wasn't long till James came over, plating a very lustful kiss right on my lips.
"Hey Mrs. Cassells." he grinned at me.
"God, I can't get used to that. I'm heading up to the room. I'm done for." My arms went round his neck. He called over to the guys that he was calling it a night, we all know they would carry on partying. My feet were sore and swollen as well so standing up on them any longer wouldn't of done me much good. My legs felt like thirty tonne.
Before I knew it, I was swept off my feet and carried through the door. He gently placed me on the bed, before helping me out of my dress and into something a lot looser. "You looked beautiful today."
"You scrub up well yourself." I smiled up at him. He helped me into bed, before climbing in himself. We led there, face to face, The smiles on our faces were enough. I was fighting a battle to keep my eyes open right now.
"I love you." he whispered, placing a tender kiss on my forehead. I turned over, letting him cuddle into me front behind.
"I love you too Mr. Cassells."
♠ ♠ ♠
I never expected that day to happen. I never expected to get through it. Hell I never expected to be alive right now. I never expected to make it to 22 years of age. But here I was, settling down with someone I had fallen in love with, along with my beautiful 6 year old daughter and my unborn baby.
I look back on my life, it wasn't fantastic. I didn't have a mother, but I did have a father up to a certain age. I grew up on the road, I grew up without a care in the world. I made my mistakes, I learnt from them sometimes in the hard way. I got through my demons, I got through everything.
I had my troubles now, but they would be sorted. All I had to think about now was the present. Here and now with my new family. That's all I needed. Family. I had made people proud of me, I had turned out to be a good mother. I had a strong group of friends, I had the almost perfect life.
But perfection doesn't last forever.
Notes
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